The other day, I officially got the worst haircut of my life. I was persuaded to let a certain person cut my hair. Not known to me until after the fact was that it was his first time cutting anyone's hair, but that's besides the point. In the midst of the noise of the clippers and my hair flying everywhere, the one cutting my hair was busy telling me how good my hair was looking and was going to look.
I must say, I was pretty excited to check out my new hair-do. I was convinced that my hair looked good. Then came the moment to look in the mirror and see how it was. That was when reality hit, and I suppose I looked something like the picture to the right. It was only when I stepped back and took a look at myself that I realized my hair needed to change. And quick!